226. The last time I was cheated was the last time
The central air conditioner was delivering heating, and the slim and beautiful girl was standing in front of the door, leaning against the door frame.
After taking off the black stockings and professional hip-hugging skirt that she wore to work a few days ago, Oyakubag Chayin once again became the person standing by the lake, exuding a beautiful aura.
Her hair is smooth and clean, and under the reflection of the light, it always has a bluish luster.
"I really came to say goodbye."
After a brief moment of astonishment, Oiyabukuro Chaon reacted to his strange words, and while answering in the affirmative again, he explained softly:
"Although you may misunderstand, as if I am retreating in order to advance, metaphorically asking you to retain me, but in fact it is not the case, I have already packed my luggage."
She stood in front of the door, with no intention of crossing over to enter, as if the line of the door frame was a forbidden area.
The sound is as natural as ever.
It's just that flickering gaze, especially when you look at him, there is always a feeling of escape.
"Since you really want to move away, you don't have to waste a little time. Let's sit down and talk for a while before leaving."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu touched his chin and said with a smile.
He looked at the time and saw that it was just past twelve o'clock in the evening. This time was already very late for him, but for many people it was just the beginning.
The eyes of Oyakuba Chayin, who was standing in front of the door, flickered, and finally crossed the forbidden line, and turned around slightly to close the door of the room.
Click——
This is the sound of locking.
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at her unexpectedly.
Royal medicine bag tea sound looks calm.
"Your parents are nearby. If they come to your room suddenly, there may be unnecessary misunderstandings."
"But based on what they saw today, it seems that locking the door in the middle of the night is the normal way to unfold it."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said in a funny way, and finally saw the frown on Oiyabukuro Chaon's face, but he just pointed at his bed with his finger: "Sit down."
After hearing this, Yuyao Bag Chayin couldn't help but hesitate.
Her eyes moved to the bed.
He looked back and forth at the blue sheets, not missing a corner, as if searching for some trace.
"There are no extra chairs in the room." Minamoto Yorimitsu saw her hesitation, explained and said directly: "The sheets were just changed, you can just sit at the end of the bed."
Hearing this, Oiyabukuro Chayin felt a little relieved, but he still lifted a corner of the quilt at the end of the bed, sat down slowly, and asked:
"Why can't it be me sitting at the desk?"
"Because I was working on a paper just now, and I still haven't finished the formatting yet. I have to save it after I finish it."
After listening to Minamoto no Yorimitsu's answer, Oiyabukuro Chaon followed the voice and looked over, and saw the slightly bright notebook and editing documents in front of him.
The distance between the end of the bed and the desk is not far.
In other words, it was very close, so close that even though she was sitting here, she could smell the scent of Minamoto no Yorimitsu.
So I saw the document he edited on his notebook and the title in the top corner.
But when he saw her, his whole expression changed.
"Yuanjun, don't even think about telling me that a person of your status is still spending energy on your university graduation thesis, even studying in the middle of the night."
In her sight, she really saw a bunch of academic terms and links to various information. It was obvious that she was really writing a paper.
But this made her feel very inconsistent.
It is hard to imagine that a senior director of Kyoto Broadcasting Station, a person who can appear on television, is still writing his university graduation thesis at home in the middle of the night.
This is just like your friend who has already killed a hundred people and said with an affectionate face that his true love is in junior high school.
Not only is it shocking, it's also extremely ridiculous.
"Can't you have a good impression on me?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu had already turned around, sorting out the layout of what he had originally written, and said nonchalantly:
"Status and status are not directly related to this. Even those who live in the Prime Minister's official residence probably have to find time to study. I have not lost my status as a student."
Do what you want at what stage.
Completing school is not only an apology for the original efforts, but also a responsibility to the parents.
Imperial Medicine Bag Chayin’s eyes flashed when he heard this.
But she still remained silent, being a qualified vase and waiting for Minamoto no Yorimitsu to finish his things.
After the words were spoken, the room fell silent.
Only a negligible amount of heat is still being delivered from the pipes, and other than that there is the sound of the mouse.
Because her back was facing away, Goyakubag Chaon was sure that he couldn't see her. When she entered Minamoto no Yorimitsu's room for the first time, she looked at it with curiosity.
Very clean, this is the first impression.
The furniture is all low-key and luxurious, no different from the living room or my own room, except that the bed is bigger.
There was no strange smell in the room, there were no adult magazines on the table, and there were no crumpled and yellowed paper balls on the floor or in the trash can.
But she felt that Minamoto Yorimitsu shouldn't have either.
After all, there are many girls around him. If there are still paper balls, something must be suspected.
Her fingers caressed the soft mattress.
The sound of the royal medicine bag tea always has a psychological effect, just like her mattress, which is softer than Gen Laiguang's.
He lowered his head and was slightly lost in thought for a while.
After a few more minutes, she finally came out of the strange state just now and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was still facing the computer, still remaining quiet.
But as Minamoto no Yorimitsu closed the document, he clicked on the pop-up window in the lower right corner. After seeing the content clearly, Oyakubag Chaon's expression became strange.
[Short questionnaire on love emergencies.]
[If one day, your girlfriend drinks too much with you, what will you do after you send her home?]
[Please fill in the form with your chosen options.]
[a:Kiss her twice.]
[b: Touch her twice.]
[c: Do some adult things with her.]
[d: Cover her with quilt and leave.]
Oiyabukuro Chaon's slender eyebrows were slightly raised. He didn't know why his computer jumped from the content of the paper just now to a questionnaire with such strange questions.
But before she could think about it, she saw Minamoto Norimitsu pondering for a while in front of the desk, as if he was confirming the answer, and he touched his chin seriously.
It sounds like it took a long time, but in fact Minamoto no Yorimitsu only thought about it for a few seconds, and then Oiyabukuro Chaone watched helplessly as he typed the answer on the keyboard.
[d.]
"You know how to take care of people." Oiyabukuro Chayin said sarcastically: "At least you know how to cover yourself with the quilt after you're done."
"Please pay attention to the question, this is my girlfriend."
"Then we should also pay attention to the wishes of the parties involved."
"If you drink too much, I will take care of you so carefully, please don't worry."
Minamoto Yorimitsu chose to turn off his phone, turned around and looked at Oyakubukuro Chaon with a garbage look in his eyes, clasped his hands on his lap: "Tell me, do you really want to break the contract?"
"I don't want to cause any trouble." After hearing this sudden turn of events, Yu Yaobao Chayin's expression remained unchanged.
"Why do you say that?"
"As far as today's events are concerned, I'm already on the opposite side of them. If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid they will move here in the next two days, right?"
"That's right." Minamoto Yorimitsu took a deep look at her face and began to admire her: "So you want to leave?"
A grandmaster not only lives a transparent life, but also knows how to be transparent when he should be transparent. In terms of his exquisite and clear mind, only the great master can compare with him.
Hearing that he was still asking, Oiyabukuro Chayin's eyes looked strange: "Am I going to stay and be targeted?"
Their eyes met in mid-air.
The air was stagnant for a few seconds.
Just when Minamoto Yorimitsu was about to speak and test her mind again, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Dongdongdong——
"Who is it?" Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows.
"It's me, Ah Guang, what are you doing?"
There was a rough voice outside the door, and there was also a feeling of trepidation, as if he suddenly woke up from sleep in the middle of the night and stood outside the door with his eyes half-opened.
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the imperial medicine bag tea sound, smiled and shouted towards the door: "I have fallen asleep."
The father outside the door was silent for only two seconds.
Then he knocked on his door again.
He exposed his lies without hesitation.
"You're trying to lie to me even when the lights are off. Open the door quickly and let me in. I forgot something for you."
Just like this, I lingered in front of the door for a while.
When Yorimitsu Minamoto suppressed a smile and looked at Oyakubauchayin, who looked slightly awkward, and stood up to open the door, the sound of hurried slippers came from outside the door again.
"You bastard, who asked you to come!?"
Chiyo Naoko's sharp voice sounded, accompanied by a clear snapping sound. This sound was very familiar to him, it was the sound of a palm slapping the back of the head.
"If you come here after everyone has gone to bed, have you eaten too much pig brains? Don't delay the children!"
"You can't give that thing back tomorrow!"
"I saw that you were a Sandman. You thought you were at home? Why don't you get back to bed quickly!"
Amidst my father's shrill screams, the sound of knocking on the door finally died away. There was a rapid sound of slippers passing by, and the corridor gradually became quiet again.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, Minamoto no Yorimitsu knows that his father's emotional intelligence is not high, and he also has the experience of suddenly waking up in the middle of the night to look for him when he was a child.
Usually he forgets what happened during the day, and then wakes up in the middle of the night and wanders around looking for him, either asking him to rush to the morning market or asking him to help hide his personal money.
"I said there's no point in locking the door."
Minamoto Yorimitsu spread his hands and said helplessly.
Oyakubaucha Chayin's face didn't look good. He didn't know whether it was because his mother knew he was in the room, or whether he really said what he said: "I didn't think about this."
"Back to the topic just now, when you first came here, I thought you were afraid that we would no longer have space for the two of us, so you tried to test me by moving away."
"I really didn't mean that." Goyakuba Chayin shook his head, his face still expressionless.
"So you came here today because you want to finally create some private space with me and sleep together, right?"
"I don't even mean that."
After hearing the unsurprising negative answer, Minamoto no Yorimitsu stood up from the desk, took off his pajamas jacket, walked to the bed and hung it on the window display.
He glanced at the silent imperial medicine bag tea sound.
He decided to intensify his testing and sat beside the bedside table on the right side, half-lying on it:
"There are only thirty-four days left. I am counting the time for you every day and will never delay your regaining freedom."
"You remember it more clearly than I do." After hearing these words, Oyakubag Chayin finally shrugged his shoulders slightly.
"So you are leaving tomorrow, can't you lie down and talk? I promise I won't do anything."
Oiyabukuro Chaon glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was already lying on the bed and pulled up the quilt, his eyes flashed for a moment, and he said softly: "You can actually talk even while sitting."
"Do we have to draw the line so clearly?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu fired back with her own words.
Then he fell silent.
Perhaps due to the air conditioning and heating, the temperature in the room gradually increased, even becoming a little hot.
The hypocritical mask has melted, evaporating the water on the surface of the body, leaving people with a dry mouth.
After a silent struggle, Oiyabukuro Chaine, who was sitting at the end of the bed, finally moved his body, silently walked to the other side, and got into the hotter bed.
"Then I'll leave in half an hour."
As soon as she said this and was thinking about lying here and saying a few words, she felt like she had been cheated again.
The last time I was deceived like this was the last time.
At that time, when I was returning to the academy, I sprained my foot on the roadside. Minamoto no Yorimitsu said that there was only a little physical contact, but in the end, he hugged him for half an hour.
And this time it was even more direct than last time.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a snap, and the room instantly fell into darkness.
Minamoto Yorimitsu's statement of not doing anything was obviously a lie, because as soon as she lay down, she could feel his arms opening up and hugging her from behind, and he even forced her to sleep on the pillow.
Feeling his limp body, Oiyabukuro Chayin pressed his familiar right hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Is this what you said about not doing anything?"
"I don't like lying to people, so I make equal transactions, but I have already made two exceptions for you."
This sentence is like the key that unlocks the shackles.
The imperial medicine bag tea sound instantly relaxed my mind.
Suddenly I had a feeling that this was okay.
That is, holding this feeling.
She also let go of Minamoto Noraimitsu's hand.
Facts have proved that if there is a first time, there will definitely be a second time. When the bottom line is broken, the same level can no longer be called the bottom line.
Oyabag Chayin loves to be clean, or most girls love to be clean. Even in the cold winter, they have the habit of taking a bath every day.
After a while, she turned around and faced Minamoto Yorimitsu.
There was warm breath exhaled from the lips that could not be seen clearly, and there was a sweet nectar-like fragrance in the hair, as if a new bottle of shampoo was used.
With their shoulders next to each other, Minamoto no Yorimitsu could clearly feel the softness of her shoulders, which were elastic when he gently rubbed them, making him afraid of hurting her.
"Actually, I'm greedier than you think." She opened her eyes in the darkness and breathed softly with the hot breath in her lips and nose.
"So we still have to move?" Minamoto norimitsu asked.
"As long as you say you don't want to, I will definitely..."
Before Oiyabukuro Chayin finished speaking, she suddenly felt some discomfort under her neck. She stretched out her hand and reached directly towards the pillow in the darkness.
Finally she pinched something plastic.
After a brief daze, she ignored Minamoto Noraimitsu's hug and sat up directly with her body propped up, turning on the light and looking at the items in her hands.
Minamoto Yorimitsu also noticed something was wrong.
A few seconds later, Oiyabukuro Chaon turned his face away, showed him the thing in his hand, and said through his teeth: "Why is there such a thing under the pillow?"
"Of course it's for use." Minamoto Yorimitsu replied without changing his expression while looking at the square-shaped packaging surface.
"I'm asking why it's there?"
"It should be leftover from last time."
After he said these words, Oiyabukuro Chaon unexpectedly found the courage and kicked him directly, but was stopped by him under the quilt.
At the same time, a familiar prompt box appeared.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not check, but instead stood up and turned off the light. After being bitten hard in the dark a few times, he gradually calmed down.
A rustling sound came out.
Finally, the movement on the bed became quiet in the darkness, and those who struggled were even so tired that they broke into a sweat.
I don’t know how long it took.
Only then did a slight sound come from the bed.
"Are there only thirty-four days left?"
"It's past twelve o'clock now. Seriously, there are still thirty-three days left before you are free again."